France and Camera Thoughts

Air Baltic to Paris

Flying Air Baltic to Paris

We’re home in Canelo, 6 pretty hard, but fun weeks on our European tour.  My blogs dropped off after Finland, the pace always seems to get quicker, we work more, especially when we arrive at a place where there is a lot of preparation needed.  Plus, I think fatigue gradually eats away at you, almost imperceptibly, until you realize you probably don’t have another workshop left in you and it’s time to go home.  Four – 6 day-long workshops is a lot, especially if you tack on another 3 days of preparation.   The days are long, the working hours typically run between 9 am and 7 pm, lunch breaks vary in length, evening presentations typically happen every night, wrapping up anywhere between 10 and 11 pm.

Air Route form Finland to France

Traveling to Paris

I’m going to see if I can get a number of posts done in the next few days as our reality is about to shift.  Next weekend, October 14-16, is Tucson Meet Yourself, which for us means hosting the Xunutzi dance group from the Rio Sonora, Mexico at our home, facilitating their participation in the festival and that will leave Europe somewhat in the distant past.  To begin, I’m going to do two posts on France, the first consisting of mostly iPhone images, just because it is a wonderful place to photograph and the second more focused on our workshop.

Each place has its own pull and magic.  With Finland it was the Baltic sea, the forest and mushrooms, with France, it’s the small villages, antiquity and the of course, the food.  France is funny, on one hand, it is very modern, malls, McDonalds and the like and on the other, very old.   As is the case everywhere, much depends upon the kind of road one travels.  In France, a country where everything seems perfectly manicured, there can be a dizzying array of small country roads that, from my perspective, seem to lead from one small village to another.  These are never new, in the Cognac region where we stay, near the town of Angouleme, everything is made from stone, the worn walls suggest nothing but old.  Housing is a mix, the very old of stone, and the new, identical everywhere, from the color of the plaster to the roof tiles, more static than here in the States.

Today I would like to share with you some of the few things that caught our eyes while traveling there.  Kalin increasingly becomes a photographic partner with his iPod touch, very worthy of the better camera in the iPhone, but presently not within his budget or mine.  It is readily apparent, by what he is creating a the age of 11, it won’t be long until he surpasses anything that I do.  What’s really marvelous about the iPhone or the iPod in this case is that it has allowed him entry into the same world of creativity, one that is exclusive when I’m using more serious photographic equipment.  I’m not going to include place names with the photos, mostly because I don’t remember them, but they’re not essential at this point for the images I’ve chosen.

Bill and Kalin taking photographs

My photographic partner.

Now that our trip is over, even though I took my larger DSLR camera, I rarely used it.  I seemed to reach for it when there was little available light, night scenes, photographing people and faces from afar with the telephoto lens.  The iPhone is still weak when it comes to low light, capturing movement, the kinds of things that happen with a nighttime dance performance in a small town Mexican plaza.

I wasn’t going to write anything much with this post, rather I had it in mind to post photos and leave it at that, but somehow, the keys on the laptop are moving almost by themselves so I think I’ll go on a little longer.  I’m in the mood to talk a little bit about cameras at the moment, so if you’re not interested, just can simply scroll down to the images below.

What I’ve come to appreciate about the iPhone is that it is so small and inconspicuous.  I always viewed the larger camera gear as a necessity and put up with the size and the weight.  However, that little device has broadened my perspective.  When I did work the street more as I did during our stay with the Basques, wanting to shoot more people and scenes, the larger camera gear stood out to the point I felt very awkward and intrusive when using it.  I’m seriously considering switching to the newer, smaller 4/3’s format, half the size of a mid-sized DSLR in an effort to capture the feel of the smaller iPhone and yet delivering higher quality images when needed.

The other thing that I’m thinking about at the moment is the types of images the iPhone can easily produce, they’re much more fun with their abstract and painterly qualities.  In many ways, they can be much more powerful.  The issue of whether or not they are realistic I think is not an issue and irrelevant.  If you think about it, any photo, regardless of how realistic one thinks it is, is still an abstraction and very far removed from what one experienced when it was taken.  The artistry of the iPhone, makes the viewer do more work to interpret it.  And in that process, one’s memories, experiences and feelings are brought into the process.  The experience can be much more satisfying.  And lastly, the rough edges, texture, skewed color, faded looks, low-fi look, that they so willingly offer, are an opportunity to expand one’s own creative pallet.

For now, I think that’s enough said, hopefully you will enjoy some of these images, France is so very photogenic, often invoking your camera at every turn.  Hopefully you can share in a little of our fun.

Aubterre France

Late Afternoon Walk in Aubterre, France

Overlook Aubterre, France

Overlooking Aubterre, France

Small French town with Flags

Small town full of flags

Dordogne River

Dordogne River at Dawn

Dordogne River Fisherman

Fisherman at Dawn - Dordogne

French Market

Outdoor Market Dordogne Region

Dordogne River Region

Dordogne Region, France

Figs, Cognac, France

Figs in Cognac, FranceFrench Bakery, Dordogne Region


France, Red Wine

Red Wine, France - photo by Kalin

Romanesco France

Romanesco by Kalin

Window Dordogne

White Window, Dordogne

old town Angouleme

Angouleme, Old Town

Narrow Street France

St. Simeux, France

Noe and Isabelle, our chauffeurs to Spain



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